amaotonovel Chapter 451 Tug of War
Chapter 451 Tug of War
If Lian hadn't appeared with a group of dark elves, Alvin would have really forgotten about this force stationed in the Elf Courtyard.
This cannot be blamed on his bad memory, but rather the fact that the dark elves have been living a secluded life during their time in the Elf Courtyard.
After all, this ethnic group was born under Corellon's curse.
Now he has gone to the star realm to save the Lord of Elves, which can be considered as a magnanimous act of letting bygones be bygones.
But being face to face with the entire elven pantheon made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Although Corellon always behaved kindly in front of the dark elves, this old guy would bully his own Lord God at every turn.
Iris locked herself in the stone house and cried several times, and Nimia and the others hid outside and heard it clearly.
Despite this, after learning that the Elf Courtyard was invaded by powerful enemies, this group of dark elves followed the little girl Lian and walked out of their stone house.
According to Nimia and the others' speculation about Iris' inner thoughts, it is estimated that this main god who eats and lives with them and has close ties with them as a sister has some ideas of leading the dark elves back to the elven pantheon.
Moreover, his attitude towards the Elven Lord Corellon is not as ruthless as Lady Iris complains about on a daily basis.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have led his troops to the Star Realm to fight the Bone Dragon in such a rage.
In this case, we, the gods who are most trusted by Iris, should help the elven gods to repel the enemies while our own god is hiding in the house crying and playing autistic. This can be regarded as a token of our loyalty to our own god.
At this time, Nimia and the others actually did not know that the consciousness of their Lord God was running into the clone of Breath of the Moon Sea, waging another war.
Unlike Lian’s chatterbox, the dark elves rarely make any noise during combat.
They are accustomed to using sign language to communicate during combat so that the entire battle can be carried out without being discovered in the dark and silent underground world.
Even after reaching the surface, this habit did not change.
As Nimia's fingers moved slightly, nearly three hundred divine magicians raised their weapons and began to prepare spells;
The city guards, who had already worked together several times, immediately swung out the short sticks in their hands, activated the [Clairvoyance] spell on them, and began to lock onto the invading knights.
There was no shouting or yelling. This army of dark elves was eerily quiet.
But what was even more terrifying was the overwhelming flaming arrows shooting straight towards Leon.
This is a new spell that the dark elf enchanter, inspired by Alvin, added to the standard weapons of the city guards - the third-ring arcane [Fire Arrow].
Although it does not have the fancy and abnormal effects of the Ivan version of the spell, as a single-target spell with the strongest attack among low-level single-target spells and whose power can be increased with the caster's level, [Fire Arrow] is indeed a better choice.
Facing the hot arrows coming towards him, Lyon did not dare to be careless.
Those dark-skinned dwarves on the opposite side are using legion-level spells against me...
Even if he relied on his demigod strength to hold on, he would probably be skinned alive if he didn't die.
It's a pity that my broad-bladed giant sword was thrown away by a human pervert because it was too heavy. Otherwise, I could have used some powerful sword skills to blow them away...
Without having time to think, Leon exerted all his strength again, and a large amount of white mist gushed out from the gaps in the armor.
Immediately afterwards, huge wind pressure emanated from his body, sweeping towards the rain of arrows in the air.
It’s no wonder that this trick is particularly effective against this kind of ballistic spell.
The arrows in the air were blown away by Lyon's white mist before they got close.
But because of this delay, the divine sorcerer's cluster spell was already ready.
Unlike the enemies that the city guards face on a daily basis, the imaginary enemies of the divine magicians are gods after all, so the spells they master rarely act directly on the physical body - the body of a true god cannot be dealt with by rockets or fireballs.
For example, in the astral realm, most of the spells cast by these divine sorcerers are holy spells targeting undead creatures.
And now, black tentacles shot out from the palm of the divine magician, like straws, flew a distance of dozens of yards, and inserted into Leon's armor.
Why do you say it's like a straw?
Because those tentacles were swallowing up the energy in Leon's body in big gulps, whether it was life energy or divine power, they sucked it all in.
These energies are converted into spell kinetic energy by the tentacles, continuously strengthening the tentacles' toughness and absorption speed.
"【Energy Drain】? Are you planning to drain my strength?
Insidious dark elves!"
With about 300 tubes inserted into his body, Lyon began to feel a little overwhelmed.
However, the Fourth Knight naturally has ways to deal with these divine arts that are only of five rings.
Lyon's white mist shrank again, forming a film nearly an inch thick on his body surface. The film looked very elastic.
This is because he allowed the divine power that filled his body to float freely on his body surface, forming a thin film that produced a huge repulsive force and began to take back his own energy.
For a moment, the two forces were pulling back and forth inside the black tentacles, like a strong man playing tug-of-war with hundreds of delicate girls.
The fourth knight, Leon, began to wrestle with three hundred dark elves.
Seeing that the situation on the field had reached a stalemate, the short Lian shouted impatiently:
"Brother-in-law! Aren't you going to lose your temper yet?"
But before Alvin could understand the meaning of this sentence, a figure quickly rushed to the center of the battlefield.
There was no expression on the beautiful face, and her slightly bent hands were clenched. A magic ball with a hint of dark green in the dark rushed straight towards the Fourth Knight.
Xiling is no longer a purely mortal creature at this time.
In the astral realm, Corellon transferred a portion of his divine power into Xiling's body in order to remove the mark left by the unknown gods on Xiling's face.
Strictly speaking, Xiling possesses even more divine power than what Alvin has shown.
Therefore, Xiling, who has mastered the skills of using divine power, can maximize the power of druid spells in every attack.
Although the fourth knight, Leon, had no space to dodge, he raised the corner of his mouth in disdain towards the spell and allowed the magic ball to hit the armor plate on his chest.
"[Poison Strike]? A druid spell?
Although you added divine power to it, a spell of this level cannot even penetrate my armor—"
Before the tall human knight could finish his words, the dark green magic ball was like high-strength sulfuric acid, corroding a large hole in the armor it came into contact with.
Not only that, Leon, who was originally spewing white mist with great momentum, directly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Black blood dripped down the edge of the helmet.
[Poison Attack], a seemingly unremarkable spell, was used by her to produce the effect of [Finger of Death].
The poison is so strong that anyone who comes into contact with it will die.